When we were younger
We would plan the future
We'd be artists and live together
We'd have a kid or two
Give them different colored mohawks
But we were young
We were innocent and naive
So we went through alot of pain
Then I couldn't take it anymore
So we broke it all off
Now you're on the streets
Leaving behind your past
And your only family is worried sick
You're an only son to him
You're an only one but you're blind
If I can grab onto you
If I can bring you back
If I can, if I can do these things
Bring you back into the reality
That I fear you have left
If I can get you off the drugs
Away from all the empty bottles
Maybe you won't have so much to regret
Because if you dont end up dead
You'll have alot of stupid actions to realize
Will you fucking come back?
I used to mean this in a physical aspect
But now I wish mentally you'd return
I should have told your father before
Maybe it could have been stopped
But now you're on the highway to nowhere
You're off the backroads
I have to find the brakes and hope
I wont be too late...
